My great grandfather was a Swedish farmer, who ruined his back trying to support a hungry family of eleven. I believe he would have been disgraced if he saw me today, as I was struggling with a potato-patch close to our summer house. I had no idea where they were hiding.
It’s almost like a low-budget remake of the Terminator when he comes shooting down to earth from outer space. Was that the effect you were looking for?
I was just trying to make my grandfather proud.